I wrote a poem not so long ago called "A faceless Love" and I would like to add it to this one as an echo if you wish to call it that!!
"A Faceless Love"
For years it wandered in my mind
It chew a blade of grass
With an open heart
That smells so sweet
Oh Man of foreign lands
Did you hear my silent voice?
Or even my silent cry
Silently without comment
Calling, falling, whispering love to you
Fixed in eternity… falling love
As dreams keep falling upon my pillow
They fall… and turn to gold
For years it wandered in my mind
Words came through the void spots
Like silk… gentle and soft… filled with light
You gave light to nothingness
Oh!! Man of foreign lands
Hear my silent voice… and cry
And silently without a word
Calling, falling, whispering… love to you
As dreams keeps falling upon my pillow
Love so sublime upon my soul
I feel for you
For all eternity
If only we could all really "recognise" this "Faceless Love" it surrounds all of us, never asking for anything in return, and always so giving, and forgiving, although sometimes we may question and doubt, it is always there for us this Faceless Love. A truly exceptional poem William.
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Breathtaking write.
Lisa
I wrote a poem not so long ago called "A faceless Love" and I would like to add it to this one as an echo if you wish to call it that!!
"A Faceless Love"
For years it wandered in my mind
It chew a blade of grass
With an open heart
That smells so sweet
Oh Man of foreign lands
Did you hear my silent voice?
Or even my silent cry
Silently without comment
Calling, falling, whispering love to you
Fixed in eternity… falling love
As dreams keep falling upon my pillow
They fall… and turn to gold
For years it wandered in my mind
Words came through the void spots
Like silk… gentle and soft… filled with light
You gave light to nothingness
Oh!! Man of foreign lands
Hear my silent voice… and cry
And silently without a word
Calling, falling, whispering… love to you
As dreams keeps falling upon my pillow
Love so sublime upon my soul
I feel for you
For all eternity
Copyright ©2004 Tinka Boukes
LOVE TINKA
That loves you
Without your knowledge.
wow - i've really enjoyed your work of late! this one is certainly no exception. Dawn
Reindeer
If only we could all really "recognise" this "Faceless Love" it surrounds all of us, never asking for anything in return, and always so giving, and forgiving, although sometimes we may question and doubt, it is always there for us this Faceless Love. A truly exceptional poem William.
take care and God bless
warm hugs
Elga
this is haunting, and intense!!!
excellent.......its a keeper.....into my librar it goes!
pax ty ty A